Hogwarts: A Hope Through Time (Book 1)

Chapter 54

Hope silently groaned as she threw her head back against the wooden headrest with a small thud. She was listening to the Minister of Magic Cornelius Fudge, Albus Dumbledore, Dolores Umbridge, Percy Weasely and a few members of the Dark Faction, once again repeating the same bloody argument about Hope's continued tuluage at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Freya let out a quiet snicker from Hope's left while Daphne glanced over at the pair for a moment and rolled her eyes before turning her attention back to the session in process. Her Slytherin brain worked at a mile per minute as she observed the room, picking out allies and enemies from the crowd.
The Lords and Ladies that were in attendance in 1995's June Bi-Annual Wizengamot session were arguably pissed off that Hope hid her Werewolf heritage from them. Ragnok placed a hand on Hope's shoulder as a sign of his allegiance as well as a warning for the girl not to kill the idiots demeaning her.
The Goblin King and Queen of the Werewolves had a long chat during an intense sparring session a few days before this meeting. Discussing their alliances now that Hope has officially taken the title of Queen. Hope had the backing of the Werewolves, Goblins, Vampires, Veelas, Fae, Centaurs and surprisingly enough, the Mermaids.

Ragnok had assured Hope that no matter what the outcome was about Hope's tutelage, the Wizengamot couldn't stop her from joining another school in a different country, thus forcing her to join that nationality's Wizarding council. If this were to happen, the British Wizarding community would lose a Legendary family and potentially 4 or 5 Most Ancient and Noble Houses due to the bonds Hope had forged with those families.
It would throw the entire British Wizarding World into chaos and disorder at the loss of such powerful political figures.
This was Ragnok's back up plan which Hope was hesitant to use. The Tribrid enjoyed living in Britain and didn't want to leave. Hope's made friends that she never expected to make. She's built a home with the Flamels and Daphne. Freya has been staying close even if she didn't live at the Flamel Cottage with her niece, always keeping an ear out if Hope wanted to chat or if her niece just wanted her aunt by her side.
Hell, Hope was even starting to enjoy school now that everyone was aware of her Legendary status and could no longer taunt her without fear of her challenging them to a Wizarding Duel if their comments were too rude to pass up.

The group was still droning on about how dangerous Hope was which caused the girl in question to sigh in boredom as she tried not to fall asleep from the repetitive one-sided argument. Freya cracked her knuckles on one hand before swapping hands as she forced herself to contain her natural impulses telling her to protect her niece.
Daphne clasped her hands together in front of her mouth as she dutifully listened to Fudge, Dumbledore, Umbridge and Lucius Malfoy slander her wife. The Consort Emrys observed the proceeding with a cold emotionless look on her face as she watched the proceedings from Hope's right side in the rather sparse Legendary stands directly opposite the Minister of Magic.
Ragnok had suggested to the Emrys family to let the people degrading Hope to continue as long as they could. Eventually one of them would incriminate themselves.
Hope had filled her allies in on their plan as she discreetly scanned the crowd to see Marcus and Amelia visibly clench their jaws as they wanted to defend Hope as the girl had grown on them. Madam Longbottom was legitimately sneering at the Minister, Umbridge and Lucius although the elderly woman actually bared her teeth in Dumbledore's direction as the esteemed Headmaster brought Serverus Snape with him. The man who made her grandson's life rather difficult in school until Hope and Freya forced the Potions Master to treat the students fairly or face the wrath of a pissed off Emrys woman.

Harry was seated beside his Godfather, staring blankly ahead with his arms crossed against his chest as he ignored the whole degradation as he looked lost in a memory.
Hope tilted her head in with a frown as she regarded the young Gryffindor surreptitiously but shook her head to clear her thoughts. The Boy-Who-Lived had plenty of demons behind his emerald eyes, all of which Hope had absolutely no right to pry into his traumas. Afterall, Hope wouldn't want anyone other than Daphne to know about her traumatic life, so she could completely understand what the currently 14 year old boy was going through.